A mom I met in the crowd..

Few weeks ago as we were shopping in Tops market, I met a mom, let's call her M. She was shopping along with her two children- one girl  looks 7-8 years old and she was mentally retarded; She looked all heathy otherwise but was making terrible noise and pushed all things off from the shelves and ran across the store causing inconvenience to many shoppers. M's second child was a boy he was sitting in a wheelchair, appeared as if 10-11 years old. He was sitting with his head a bit tilted and I first thought he was sleeping. I looked at the boy again and was terribly dismayed!

CSAAM April 2011: My two cents!

Dedicated to Child Sexual Abuse (CSA) awareness!
Thanks to the blogging community, for letting me know that this April is Child Sexual Abuse awareness month- a serious matter which is least discussed, especially in India. I appreciate your effort and hope that the efforts will continue even after this 'dedicated' month.

Why this post: I am forced to write something on this because I am deeply hurt by flipping through news channels/online news papers and reading harassment against children very often.
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My first drawing..:)

While Pappa and Mamma use pen and paper, I was only given a 'magic' doodler to draw. Few days ago, I happened to get a notepad and a pen. This is what I did with that! My first 'pen drawing..'

Trying to scribble inside shoe

My first drawing..:)

Well, by now I 've mastered the art and now concentrating on doodling everywhere with my eyebrow pencil.

On a swing..

Well.....!! My mamma has scribbled enough about me. Now, let me tell you a bit!

Yesterday, weather was much better compared to other days and hence we decided to walk down and spend some time at Ayaan baby's house. Hmm, I had some other plans in my mind. As we were walking near the play area, I turned towards it while pappa and mamma were heading to Ayaan's house. I did not bother what they have in mind, all I saw was the baby on the swing! I loved looking at the babies on the swing and always wanted to give a try, but my mamma never lets me. She didn't want me to be afraid of swings, so every time we visited the park she simply pushed it for another day. Also, most of the times the area would be crowded with N number of kids, waiting for their turn.

Liya and her puppy toy

 I have written here before about Liya's puppy toy and how much she loves it. The other day, when I told her 'we are going for an eve walk', she rushed into the bedroom and came back with her jacket on one hand and puppy toy in other hand. I was surprised to see the Puppy in her hand. I could not think about taking that Puppy along with us, because I knew it would be too embarrassing if someone sees the color of my kid's favorite toy. The gleaming pink had turned almost brown with a mixed stench of milk,oil and baby juice. It also carried the remnant of her daily menu - the crimson red of pomegranate, yellow of turmeric etc!!